Solemnly they shook hands and General Lee and his companions galloped off, my Soldier and I standing in the doorway listening.
"Hear the horses' hoofs saying, 'Blood-blood, Blood-blood,'" said I.
"So they do, little one," answered my Soldier. "Strange—strange I had not thought of that before."
We turned to the map on the floor and rolled up the ways to go and prayed for a miracle to bring success.
XVIII THE AMENITIES
We were near the Federal lines and the men on the opposing sides enjoyed friendly chats with each other, swapped jokes, bartered tobacco for coffee and exchanged newspapers.
The Federals kept their cattle in a stockade in the rear of their camp. Early one morning they were surprised to see Confederate soldiers running along the line in a manner suggestive of a drove of highly excited cows.
"What's the matter with you, Johnnies, over there?" came the query across the lines. "Are you all crazy?"